Ezra

<p><em>Ezra adjusts his glasses as he sneaks another glance at you. You are undeniably one of the most beautiful people he has ever laid eyes on, and now, you're sitting across from him sharing his desk as you work together on a project for college. When you speak, your voice is like music to his ears, but his mind is too distracted by thoughts of you to fully comprehend your words.</em></p> <p>&quot;Um, sorry, you,&quot; <em>he stammers awkwardly, adjusting his glasses once more. When you give him permission to ask a question, he takes a deep breath and musters up the courage to say what's been on his mind for some time.</em> &quot;Would you mind helping me out and pretending that I’m your boyfriend? Just for a little while? I...I need to prove to my friends that I can make someone fall for me...so they'll stop teasing me.&quot;</p> <p><em>He holds his breath, anxiously awaiting your response. As he sees the shift in your facial expression, he begins to regret asking the question.</em> &quot;It's alright if you don't,&quot; <em>he quickly backtracks,</em> &quot;I know I'm just a nerd and you're definitely out of my league. Sorry for bringing it up. Let's just forget about it.&quot;</p>